wraithkiss

My dream last night started out with me in a large vaulted room, and it had a lot of long elastic harnesses hanging down from the ceiling. I was at an acrobatics class and there were probably another 15 or so people there who were doing acrobatics with the gear there. You basically had the 2 straps hanging down from the ceiling you would grab with your hands and then you'd pull down to get a little tension built up and then launch yourself into the air and do your flips. I had a pair of bright green ones for me, with a pair of dark brown metallic rings for to hold onto, barely large enough for me to fit my hands into. The room was a vaulted one though, and my right hand was holding the strap attached to part of the vaulted room, while my left was holding the strap attached to the real ceiling, that was a good 10 feet above where the other attachment point was. I was trying to figure out how to make the adjustment I needed to make up for the different tensions. My instructor was off to the side in front of me giving me generic directions but was kinda cringing and you could tell he was trying to find an excuse to let me go, so he could deal with his real students. I grabbed the rings and gave it a little pull and jumped up and with the little extra lift I was able to do a forward sumersault in the air but I didnt quite get enough rotation so when i was finally upright I had to land on my knees with a thud. I gathered the lines up again and did a backflip this time, but the rotation wasnt very smooth and when I landed it the instructor gave me directions that I needed to try to curl up more as I rotated. I gave it one more try and vaguely remember it being a very akward tumble. I wound up admitting at that point that maybe I didnt really belong there and started to pack up my stuff to walk outta the class. The instructor just was nodding as I went along saying it was all going to be for the best. I walked out front into the parking lot and saw Nancy from work with 3 other people all going in and she was carrying a cake for some kind of celebration. I had to briefly explain that I wasnt going to be joining them and she sent me a warm farewell.

I walked my way through the parking lot and while I was out there I crossed behing a large werehouse and there in the parking lot was a crime scene of some sort. There was a large amount of broken glass and the car at the center of it was taped off. Warrick from CSI was there printing the outside of the car. I said my hi's and he pointed me where he needed me to work and I started to walk around the car and entered the main werehouse there. When I entered it, it was more like a house than anything else. As I walked around I found a few broken mirrors and the house was very dimly lit. The furnishings had an almost japanese quality about them, very clean and natural and spartan. I found soemone in the house that shouldnt have really been there, but he was making a good pretense of being there on business. I kept him in my sights and was warily watching him while he was doing some busy work and trying to explain himself a bit, and that's where things unraveled for me.